You were a descendant of the skeleton monsters, the monsters using all of their will and magic to cloak themselves up at the surface so nobody would hurt them.

Soon enough, they grew skin. Then, they grew fake organs - then evolving to real ones in your bodies. They developed blood and the ability to feel pain.

Until a skeleton SOUL melded with a human. Fused and kept form until they died of old age. Children then grew heartbeats and fire in their SOULS, growing into what monsters swore to hate.

They evolved into humans - the skeleton race now wiped from existence. Their magic was never lost in your SOULS, though.

And soon enough, out of everyone's control, humans grew powers called Quirks. Their SOULS, no longer needing the power of their own traits, left deep into their scars.

It's buried under every human, and you can see it. They couldn't physically use their SOULS in battle anymore, and bodies, when they died, their soul no longer kept tact. They just died. No... determination whispering in your ear to not give up - no perseverance staying and keeping you on your toes.

They just died.

And so did the magic in the world.

"Wait, wait!" You yelled, hitting on the bus doors. The people chattered lowly inside, staring at you as you tried to get the bus to stop.

You kept running, the bus screeching to a halt as the sign flew out in front of you. You ran smack into it, falling onto your back.

-2 damage

You groaned, rubbing your face as you laid flat on the ground. The bus chugged along, making you huff as you sat up.

You dusted your new uniform off, putting your hands on your hips. You looked at the building in the background, trying to imagine yourself at U.A.

You sighed, closing your eyes as you walked into a narrow alleyway. With enough will and manifesting, you opened your eyes, and you were in the courtyard.

You grinned, clenching your fists together. You bounded inside, quickly weaving through the hallways.

Your magic worked in many ways. You could still do all the skeleton ancestors before you could've done, but you had your skin to hide you.

You think they called those "multi-quirks" here. It was only scientifically possible to have two quirks... so you better lay low.

Your magic let you summon bones (blue meant don't move, and orange bones meant go through), summon these big bone headed things that were in the shape of a dragon called Gaster Blasters (you were trying to see if you could summon the body... if that was possible. You hadn't heard of it in the Book of Ancestry) and blasted energy.

It let you use telekinesis, and you could teleport (you called them 'shortcuts'), and finally, you could change someone's SOUL to blue. Blue meant... you let gravity weigh someone's soul, and you could control it.

You needed to hide all of this.

You skidded around the corner, quickly shoving yourself inside of the classroom.

Oh. You were early.

This was weird... you've never been early to anything.

You poked the sleeping bag on the floor, the thing shifting below you. It rolled over, revealing a man.

"You're early." He had a juice box hanging out his mouth by the straw as he grunted. You peeked through, watching his SOUL. Determination...it's been a while since you've seen one of those, really. In a prohero nonetheless... it was nice.